18 Days

It's been awhile since my last post, this would be due to the sickness the enveloped my harmonious home. But I'm happy to say everyone is on the mends. It has been 18 days since my last ciggy and surprisingly I don't feel the need to slaughter anyone or anything. I think I have reached a pinnacle here, don't get me wrong I still crave a smoke, just not quite as often....Thank god. I told myself that if I finally did it and was able to quit smoking that I would not...let me repeat that..would not become one of "those" ex-smokers. You know exactly the ones I am referring to, the ones that go on and on and on about how they don't smoke anymore and spout off all those damn horrifying statistics and try to make you feel like the gum stuck to the bottom of someones shoe...well, I will not become one of them. Now I am quite proud of myself really I am but I would be lying if I didn't say that I loved smoking, I did! there is something to be said about drinking a cold delicious brew and having a smoke. Shit it's f----ing awesome I thoroughly enjoyed it. But as you get older you start to see things a bit differently I guess. You know that smoking is bad for you, and that eventually it could or will kill you, stupid nicotine, but they had to go market it, make it look cool and get us all hooked on the goods. Truth is I don't even remember why I started smoking in the first place....knowing me it was probably just to piss someone else off... Till next time....